May 2017
oh darling this is all but a dream
you filling my heart with kerosene
dropping a match and engulfing me in flames
but all fires die, and you don't feel the same
you filling my heart with kerosene
dropping a match and engulfing me in flames
but all fires die, and you don't feel the same
the fire of "love" burns ever so brightly, but flickers with all of your mixed signals
